Thursday, September 23, 2010

Vampir

When the Count saw my face, his eyes blazed with a sort of demonaic fury, and he suddenly made a grab at my throat. I drew away, and his hand touched the string of beads which held the crucifix. It made an instant change in him, for the fury passed so quickly that I could hardly believe that it was ever there.


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2 comments:

Jay's Shadow said...

Such cool Dolls.....
Crap! Can I say that?!

I better go do something manly now...

Rot said...

Beer and chewing tobacco...